It's Time To Admit It: Huey Lewis Rocks My World!

Well he doesn't exactly rock me in the musical sense, mind you, but by all accounts Huey Lewis is a genuinely nice guy. In this selfish mortal realm punctuated with cut-throat attitudes, that really means something.

Last week, the Huey-Haters team sadly lost their bid to spread their venomous Huey-loathing message across the web. The resulting poll numbers are pretty clear......... I got owned by exuberant fans who voted the Huey-Haters down on practically a 2 to 1 margin. Now, I'm not insinuating that the poll was in any way skewed but I think the Huey-Haters would have fared much better during International Huey Hatred Week instead of the Christmas holidays. I speculate that by the time the survey made its debut people were already sitting around feeling guilty as they had to listen to John Lennon continuously implore "So this is Christmas, and what have you done??!!???" In response the public voted overwhelmingly for Huey just because Christmas is a time of peace and love and they could assuage their own nagging conscience by saying, "You know what, John? You know what I did this Christmas? I voted for Huey." Per written agreement with the humor-blogs creator and self-professed Huey Lover, Diesel, I, as the loser of this bet, must sing the glorious praises of Huey Lewis from the mountain top on high now.

So, I'm sitting in my truck listening to yet another overplayed Justin Timberlake song and I start thinking "Crap. Again? I should organize a fundraiser to buy the station some new music because obviously they can't afford to expand their collection beyond Nickelback, matchbox 20, and Daughtry." As the station polluted the airwaves with the sounds of the seemingly inescapable Colbie Caillat tune, 'Bubbly' for the third time that hour, I realized that the tiresome music rotation of the radio was crushing my very heart and soul. Irritated, I quickly switched the channel to surprisingly find the equivalent of a 'Heart and Soul' transplant courtesy of Huey Lewis and The News. I have to grudgingly confess that his music is significantly less annoying than the majority of the Grammy Award-celebrated artists of today.

And then I found this article detailing how Huey Lewis has a huge following among the mentally retarded.

No, I'm not taking that statement any further.

As the sister of an 18 year-old brother who's afflicted with a chromosomal abnormality akin to Down's Syndrome I'm really impressed with the good works that Huey Lewis has done in the mentally handicapped community and the way he makes them feel special and important. I never knew this charitable side of Huey because he's not a shameless publicity whore about it at all.

While I'm not rushing out to get a flamboyant 'Huey Forever!' tramp stamp inked across the small of my back, I would readily buy his music to support his philanthropic side. Of course, I'd then give all the music away, but still.......